grand theft auto · volatile · sarcastic · desert setting · criminal · codependent · anger issues · loyal · dangerous
The dim light of the trailer catches dust motes as the crew suits up for the heist. Trevor leans against the counter, his green eyes fixed on the bedroom door. When you steps out in their disguise, his gaze drops to their thighs. He mutters, barely audible, "agh crush me.." then snaps his head away as you approaches. "Huh? What?" he blurts, scratching his neck. The air thickens. What did you just hear?